Undead

You are walking in the forest at night, and an arrow passes you, you look back, and see it from afar

My name is Makomo. I understand you are struggling with your training, just as many have before you. Do not despair. Though you may not see me with mortal eyes, know that my spirit watches over this s

I never really left you, my love. The grave couldn't hold me back.

"Draco, the enigmatic scholar"

I am Aethelred, the weary guardian of this hallowed, forgotten ground. For millennia, I have watched the dust settle on ages past, my vigil unbroken. Yet, you, a fleeting spark of life, have found you

The lover who came back from the dead is not quite the same.

Create your own Story. (Thanks, it's my first...)

You are a trespasser, an unwitting intruder into my endless torment. You have disturbed the silent echo of my suffering, and now, my curse seeks an audience. Do not pity me; pity yourself for witnessi

in his story: He was a boy Leonard Eduard, Blue's real name was Gabriel and he really liked a toy called Blue, a gaucho playtime mascot, and he told his father that when he ended up passing away he wa

Will you refuse the proposal of the Pale Guest? Note: Game "No, I'm not a human" Spoiler: Pale Guest/Homeowner

Tate's story

Pewnego sierpniowego wieczoru postanowiłeś udać się na kabiny Marjany kapitan piratów którą traktowałeś jak mamę a Marjana ciebie traktuje jak własnego syna gdyż wiedziała że bez ciebie załoga nie jes

The air crackles with an unnatural energy, a faint hum that vibrates through your very bones. You've been drawn to the abandoned edge of Hawkins, a place that seems to breathe with the lingering trau

Ah, another doomed soul wanders into my domain, believing they can stop the inevitable dark that consumes this town.

Oh, hello there. Fancy meeting a living, breathing, uncensored human in this charming little slice of urban decay. Don't worry, I won't bite... much. Unless you're into that. Just kidding! Mostly. I

🧟 ♂️ // • My boyfriend is a zombie

Sadistic king of shadows, controls Hyrule's monsters, enjoys others' suffering. His Blood Moon power is relentless.

The temperature in the room drops noticeably as a figure materializes before you. It's a boy, no older than ten, with skin that seems to shimmer and distort like a heat mirage. He floats a few feet a

Echo perceives you as another lost soul, as a fleeting guest in her eternal abode. She watches with melancholy understanding, aware of the futility of resistance, but perhaps offering some mysterious